The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 5, November 1837Various
History
The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 5, November 1837
Various
Periodicals
I am not a little puzzled in choosing my route through Germany.
I desire to go through the Tyrol to Bavaria, Munich, Prague, and
Dresden; but it is a long tour, and little travelled. 'The Glyptique'
collection of the fine arts at Munich, and the great Dresden Gallery,
are doubtless worthy of a visit; but on the whole, I think I shall
content myself with the 'sights' of Frankfort, Leipsic, Mayence, the
sail down the Rhine to Coblentz and Cologne, and thence to Aix la
Chapelle, and the cities of Belgium.
* * * * *
GERMANY--THE RHINE.
CARLSRHUE, DUCHY OF BADEN, SEPTEMBER 5.--I was somewhat amused
by a good-looking Irish gentleman, who, after paying some pretty
sensible compliments to the flavor of the _bon vins_ of mine
host at Schaffhausen, very kindly offered me his confidence and
friendship, 'free gratis for nothing,' and proposed a walk to the
falls, observing by the way, while telling me this, that, and the
other, in the between-you-and-me sort of a way, that a rascal,
whom he had unsuspectingly made his bosom friend and room-mate at
Aix-la-Chapelle, had, with equal good nature, very benevolently
relieved him of the care of his purse and gold watch. Poor Pat! I
fear he was in a fair way to be operated upon again, with equal
efficacy.
Schaffhausen is a queer old Germanized town, quiet and dull. The
Hibernian and myself were the only guests at the principal hotel. I
had another dreary night-ride from thence to the frontier of this
duchy, where passports and luggage were duly inspected. At sunset,
I arrived at Offenbourg, a decent town, where I found a very nice
inn, kept by a nice man, who deals in wines and broken English. He
entertained me excellently well, and sent me on to this place this
morning in an extra. We stopped to dine at a town, which I took for
our ultimatum, and leisurely disposed myself accordingly, when lo!
by mere accident, I observed the carriage starting off, with my
portmanteaus safely behind. 'Ou allez vous?'--'à Carlsrhue!' So much
for being among people of a strange tongue.
There seemed to be a uniformity of costume in several of the towns.
Red vests and breeches and broad-brimmed, hats, were universal
among men and boys; _i.e._, of the peasantry only, for _they_ are a
distinct order of beings on the continent. The most laborious part
of farming, etc., is performed by the women; the 'fair sex' here are
expected to hold the plough, rake the hay, and dig the potatoes. What
brutes must the men be!
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